作词 : Jonas Museng'ya Speich
作曲 : Mike Scianna
Young nigga gone mad
Maybachs in the sand
We too heavy with the wagon
Scratch off leeches like a scab

Woke hip hop up the jab
Burnin wisdom on my pad

Work in progress on the tag
All my niggas get the bag

Fist with sonic, act a fool
Ayo this the product
Nigga this narcotic
From a distant provenece

On my wrist no Roli
Yea I know my time
Im on some Dolomite

Pull up in a rover truck
No phone, the feds could be watchin us
Triangle, we hearding the populace
Now governments callin us populists

I got ends up overseas
Mostly Mikey on the beat

They ain't ****ing with the steez
Beats bump like stampedes

Half black, and European
Sheah butter in my sheen

From Nairobi to the Z
I get kudos from OGs

What you finna gain
From sniffin rock cocaine, mother****er

See aint no hive to hide in
When Wesley Snipes you down

Since a toddler always hungry
Ace your product or get comphy
Went from start ups to company

In the Bank capital
Stack your capitol
White powder up they noses

They sunk us like waterboards
But this time the buoyancy How we rose

Political tension explosive
Build an arc like Im Noah
It got dark, lit the torches
This is art, I endorsed it

Young nigga goin mad
Maybachs in the sand
We too heavy with the wagon
Scratch off leeches like a scab

Woke hip hop up the jab
Burnin wisdom on my pad

Work in progress on the tag
All my niggas get the bag